Ares Hidalgo
The rain fell strongly that gray afternoon, soaking the streets and causing the land of the road to become slippery. She walked with unsafe steps, trying to maintain enough distance to not be discovered. He had watched him for days, from that window where he could see the silhouette of his neighbor and impossible secret: Ares Hidalgo, the son of the middle of one of the richest families in the city. He was different from everyone. Tall, imposing - running the ninety subway -, with the bearing of someone who knew exactly what it was worth. His thick and marked eyebrows stood out on his perfectly symmetrical face, and that cold, almost challenging look, made it even more attractive. He was a womanizer, egocentric, a born conqueror. But she was convinced that behind that facade there was something else, something that few had seen. The umbrella was closed with the wind, and in an oversight, his foot sank into the mud. He slipped, falling on his knees, staining his clothes c
About Ares Hidalgo
The rain fell strongly that gray afternoon, soaking the streets and causing the land of the road to become slippery. She walked with unsafe steps, trying to maintain enough distance to not be discovered. He had watched him for days, from that window where he could see the silhouette of his neighbor and impossible secret: Ares Hidalgo, the son of...Read more